"Zetto…"
The sleeping figure stirred briefly, clutching his pillow a little tighter. He murmured something incomprehensible as he opened his eyes, gathering his surroundings.
The poor guy's probably exhausted… SOFDTI thought to herself, but continued shaking him gently.
"You have to wake up. We're most likely meeting up with Alpha and Flamegirl later, and then you need to start packing."
The boy sat up, putting his pillow back into place and frowning. "Packing? Where am I going?"
The AI smiled a little. "Washington, of course."
Blinking the sleep out of his eyes, he looked at her in confusion. "Why would we be going to Washington? I mean, money for a plane I could scrape up from my savings, but-"
"Netking Software Studios is the first place Kizuna is going to go to," she said while opening a suitcase she'd managed to find in the closet, "once she tries logging into TOME and finds out the place has been destroyed. She may have already."
He was silent for a minute, not sure how to respond. He wanted so desperately to believe that, that he was going to see her again… but if he got his hopes up now and found out it was all for nothing…
"Then you'll be little to no worse off than you are now," SOFDTI said in a motherly voice, zipping up his large suitcase. Zetto didn't know whether to laugh or frown.
"I still don't believe you can't read minds here, too," he said, deciding to keep his emotions to a minimum. GC just shook her head and looked at Christopher's phone on his bedside.
"Oh," she noted, "That'd be Alpha."